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lirik lagu ain’t cheap – dee mula

[intro]
uh, uh, uh*uh, uh
uh
dee mula
gang
(ain’t nun of these jewelry here cheap,)
(might get them for the cheap,)
(but we sellin them for the high, high)
let’s go
gang

[bridge]
ain’t nun of these jewelry here cheap
might get them for the cheap
but we sellin them for the high
heard these lil n*ggas say he got 10 on my head
that’s cool, whoever he saying gon die
i ain’t never been scared, still ’round that fire
’cause if n*gga tryna play, come try
put a 50 on a brand new glock, on my buckets of boxes
that make these bullets just fly

[verse]
he got shot, tryna run
can’t get away from these guns
she give me head till i nut, then i’m done
keep the coochie, i’m fly n*gga, he just want the loochie
i don’t care for designer
walk a n*gga down, in d*ckinson, so simple
and if one of my n*ggas snitch, imma k!ll him
i can’t be hanging around, imma dentist
man i got about 50 on me, in that maybach
in the backseat, getting shoved on
just met this b*tch, talm ’bout can i post her
tryna have ’em both in a choker
everybody laugh, that mean crying at
they must ain’t heard, imma joker
get the last laugh every time
never play for a real slime
my n*gga in a jail, so he just gotta bush
he feeling like jason, whatever he ain’t got, he taking
scat pack, track hawk, nun too basic
beat up the e*way, has to be chasing
i can’t hawk with you, ’cause the b*tch ain’t mine
i*i won’t even waste time
devil shots of casamigos, got this b*tch out her body
i’m feeling choppa like el bachi
and i keep that sh*t on, ’cause i know they watching, papparazi
she tryna see why i wear two watches
all in my pocket, these hoes need to stop it
and we smoking good, top shelf
used to eat baloney, now it’s oxtails
everywhere i go i’m by myself
got that pff on me, no help
he just got whooped, no belt
thinking he tough, shots for the head, that b*tch she a duck
coolin in dope, that p*ssy got stuck
like two dogs when they f*ck
all in the mall, with it tucked
n*ggas be hating my city
no security, i’m commited
get the drop, they’re gonna send it
why’d you pull up on that mission
why’d you pull up and you dumping
ya’ll n*ggas humping and jumping
walk down, dress up like a turkey
you’re ‘posed to be proud of me
y’all ain’t got no bussiness in lying, like i ain’t got no money
cap ass n*gga, tri*tricking the hoes, they smoke up your dope and leave you sweet
choppa ass n*gga, been poppin’ my sh*t, no shirt taking pictures
they come and tell me “old fat ass n*gga”
that’s bae, i don’t trust b*tches, i be thinking that’s bait
zoo crew: monkeys, snakes and apes
i’m outta state, dressed in bape
she outta state, fixed the shape
lift up her titties, sn*tched the waist
for pockets full like baby, if you ain’t getting money i hate it
charge too much, might take it
p*ssy
[outro]
(ha*ha*ha)
(uh, uh*uh)
(ain’t nun of these, what he say)
ain’t nun of these jewelry here cheap
might get them for the cheap
but we sellin them for the high, high

- dee mula

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